Okay, I officially need to update more. And have a day to aim for. Jesus Christ, I suck at this :P. So, I'm just going to do mass posts Friday night. I might update everything, I might vanish off the face of the earth. Depends on my mood. But I should be updating more because it's NoSchoolVember, so I will have more time on my hands. I'm also starting another story, so that'll be up next Friday as well :). Jeez, I have a lot of projects...

Anywho, I'm also welcome to ideas about stuff I can do with my minions that live in my twisted brain ):). Part of my issue is that I keep getting block on this story due to lack of ideas. So fun, entertaining winter ideas are welcome. I was thinking having a skiing chapter...

Also, Is Ali an annoying Mary-Sue? I know she is one in a big way, I'm just wondering how bad. Because if she's annoying, I need to change something. I try to write stories that I want to read, and this one has been bouncing in my brain for about six months now. I get a LOT of ideas floating through the wierdo place I refer to as my brain, so it's a matter of which ones are worth getting down onto the proverbial paper. I'd just like some feedback. Thanks.

Well, what can I say about Pretty Maids All In A Row? It's the song I used to fall asleep to as a small child. I used to think of Joe Walsh as crouton head when I saw this performed in Hell Freezes Over. (Do NOT ask me why, I was freaking four) It's pretty, I love the slide guitar solo, listen to it, love it, nuff said.

Well, I'm gonna shut up now. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Teenage girl. Stuck in room. Hell no.

"Remind me, why are we doing this again?" I asked Jack as she tried to untangle several nets from the back of her truck.

"Because it's fun," she muttered back. "Come on you little..."

She proceeded to swear at the mess as Drew and I exchanged looks. It felt about 15 degrees on the dinky beach we were standing on, thigh-high waders on our legs and bundled in our thickest coats, which wasn't doing much to block the ocean wind.

Oh, it may be beautiful but I hate Oregon so much right now.

Jack passed out nets and walked to the water.

"What, we actually get in?" Josh looked at her like she was insane. I smirked...he never was one for cold.

"Yes, we get in," Jack stomped into the ocean. I followed with Drew as Josh looked at the water distrustfully. Casey grinned and grabbed his arm, dragging the poor guy in.

Jack demonstrated how to dip the net into the water. I mimicked her motions and was rewarded with some seaweed, which was entertaining to drop down Josh's shirt.

After a while, though, we lost the laughing mood. Our fingers were frozen to the sides of the net and water had long since invaded the supposed safety of our boots.

"Are we having fun yet?" Casey yelled over the wind as I dreamed of camping out with Paul. Boy, was that better than this...

"Yes!" Jack yelled over the waves as her net yielded a catch of yet more seaweed.

"Well, it's good that we'll be set if we ever want to make vegetarian sushi," I tried to joke and was rewarded by Jack's catch thrown in my face as everyone else laughed.

We somehow managed to survive for another half hour before Josh yelled something rather profane to the fish and stormed out. Drew, Casey and I followed quickly, leaving Jack to yell something that was lost to the waves and follow us.

"That sucked," Casey stated as he rung about a cup of water out of his sweatshirt. I agreed as I silently thanked god that I had the foresight to forgo dye for the day.

Even Jack eventually agreed that that afternoon was a complete bust over a cup of soup we purchased from the local clam chowder vendor.

"Hey, are you the Eagles?" the daughter of the man who ran the store suddenly asked us.

"That's us," I smiled at the little blonde girl, noticing the guitar pick she wore on a loop of leather around her neck.

"I love your songs!" she grinned as she looked at me shyly.

"Oh, Ali's got a fan," Josh smirked as he lifted the girl into the booth we were eating in.

"What's your name?" I asked with a reassuring smile.

"Adaria," she swung her feet under the booth and blushed. I just about spat out my food.

"No way, that's my middle name!" I choked out. Judging by her reaction, Adaria had no clue either.

"Really?" She looked delighted as she analyzed my face.

"Yep. Alihandria Adaria Lennon," I swallowed my mouthful of chowder.

"Can you guys sing something?" she blinked at us shyly. I blinked at the the guys, gauging their reactions. Josh shrugged, Casey grinned, Drew blushed and Jack got a very evil look on her face.

"Sure!" I wiped my mouth with a napkin. "What's your favorite song?"

"I really like the one with the ooohs!" Jack laughed from behind her hand and looked at me for the translation.

"Like this?" I sang the fill for Pretty Maids All In A Row. She nodded excitedly.

"How you got that out of "the one with the ooohs" is beyond me," Josh shook his head. I kicked him from under the table and glanced at Jack.

"Hey, at least she picked one we can sing solo," Jack smirked, essentially giving the okay.

Casey did a silent countdown and Jack started singing.

"Hey, there, how are ya, it's been a long time," I joined in the second bit. "Seems like we've come a long way."

"But my, do we learn so slow. And heroes, they come and they go. And leave us behind..." Casey and Drew joined in. "As if we're supposed to know why."

"Oh tell me why," Jack sang over us as Josh tapped his spoon against the table to keep the beat.

"Why do we give our hearts to the past, yeah. And why must we give up so fast..." Josh harmonized.

"And all you wishing-well fools with your fortunes. Someone should send you a rose," Jack and I sang. Casey, Josh and Drew joined in for the rest of it. "With love from a friend, it's nice to hear from you again."

The song peaked, all of our voices rising. "And the storybook comes to a close, gone are the ribbons and bows. Things to remember, places to go..."

I gestured for Adaria to sing along for the last bit. "Pretty maids all in a row. Oh, oh oh, oh..."

As we stopped Adaria started clapping and I got the feeling that we just made her year.

And, as we were walking out, when I handed her a pick I forced the rest of the band to sign, I silently changed that to decade.

Well, reviews make me happy. And make me want to update. So review. Flamers meet the wrath of Jack, Reviewers get hugs from our boys. I love you all, see you next Friday!